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[m4shermandawg]

Name: Zygot Briggs white list: Zygot_Briggs

Gender: M


Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Bio: Raised into a poor family, Zygot Briggs had nothing more than a small home on a dusty, desert planet. Having barely anything they lived off of the land, farming and selling crops to the market. Since he was young, Zygot always wanted to be in the army, protecting his home planet. But his parents needed him at home to help with the farm. When the Baalites came, he was in the market selling crops, when he came back he found his parents murdered and his farm wrecked. Determined to get revenge, he joined the army.

He enlisted, and almost immediatly was thrown into the front lines, handling turrets, fighters, escorts, etc. Narrowly surviving almost every encounter, he had 5 kills to his name. Before long, he was promoted, and got more kills and more tasks. He became a well known pilot, and put fear into the hearts of the Baalites. Until one day, when commanding a squad, his fighter was shot down, and was destroyed.

As he woke up in the spawn station, the only thing going through his head was to become the richest in the galaxy.

Initial plans: Set up a base on a planet, construct, buy, salvage, and sell goods. Transport cargo.

Z-Corp Cargo ship- http://i.imgur.com/IIkaItv.png unarmed, well protected, only defense is escape. Can be outfitted with turrets and modded in many ways

 

[Carnasis]

Dread_Pirate_Scarlet, Very creative. Not sure how this 'player character' can be incorporated into the game, as the organism seems more NPC than PC. We would need to discuss it among the game masters of the server and will talk more to you in PM. We do have two alien organisms which are very close to your description that are NPC but far enough different that it would be interesting. We'll keep you updated on when we start!

TsubasaLegend nice. Which Mars? (Earth and Sol System are legend and have been lost to humanity for a very very long time beyond memory).

m4shermandawg Good Background! Definitely will fit in with the Syndicate States with that outlook.

 

[TsubasaLegend]

Dean Starwind, what a sight for sore eyes.

Long time no see Kio[DOUBLEPOST=1414962567,1414962406][/DOUBLEPOST]

Dread_Pirate_Scarlet, Very creative. Not sure how this 'player character' can be incorporated into the game, as the organism seems more NPC than PC. We would need to discuss it among the game masters of the server and will talk more to you in PM. We do have two alien organisms which are very close to your description that are NPC but far enough different that it would be interesting. We'll keep you updated on when we start!

TsubasaLegend nice. Which Mars? (Earth and Sol System are legend and have been lost to humanity for a very very long time beyond memory).

m4shermandawg Good Background! Definitely will fit in with the Syndicate States with that outlook.

Updated to 'New Mars' and the Terraria System

 

[T050189]

Character Name: Franz "Shwalbe" Zhang

Species/Race: Human, Oriental

Age: 17

Gender: M

Alignment: Lawful Good

Bio: Reconstructed in the station after being KIA defending his homeworld from the Baalites.

Franz groaned as his eyes opened, his world turning white from the intense light. His head was pounding. His right hand moved up to cover his eyes. Was he dead? In heaven, although he'd never was religious in the first place? As his eyes slowly adjusted to his surroundings, he saw that he was in some sort of infirmary, lying on a bed. Not dead. That was good, he thought, straining to get up. His skin felt sore, as if remembering past wounds. He sat there for a minute, mouth slightly agape like an idiot. The room was crisp, clean. No sign of the....things.
At the mention of that word, his mind kicked into gear. If he wasn't dead, where was he? The last thing he'd remembered was laying facedown on the bloodsoaked dirt, a piece of fragmented shell jutting from his chest. He remembered losing a leg, too. Franz shuddered at the memory.
Returning his focus to the present, he noticed a man sitting down at the foot of his bed. He seemed to be scribbling madly on a clipboard. His clothing and equipment told Franz that he was a medic of some sort.
The man turned, facing Franz.
"Good. You're awake."
"Where the hell am I?"
"It's complicated. Suffice to say that your cubatom stream was intercepted by the station, and you were rebuilt here."
Rebuilt? Franz frowned. Had he really died and come back to life? The man continued.
"Is there anything you can remember from before your death?"
"I think."
"Go on."
"I was manning a 105mm HVOD coil mortar gun. High Velocity Orbit Defence. The...alien forces had only just arrived near my homeworld's sector, and I lied about my age to get into the military so I could defend against the threat. I was pretty tall, and I could fake a pretty mature voice, so I managed to get in. I expected that the threat would just come and go, would just be a small life event before I returned home as a hero. Anyways, I was manning the gun with three other guys in my detachment, when we spotted a bogey swooping down on our position. We hit the craft with a dead-on round, and it kept on going. I started to panic, and so did the others. The HVOD wasn't the newest or the best weapon in the arsenal, but it was notorious for being capable of shredding anything it hit like a drug addict in a yhole field. We were reloading the gun when the craft strafed us with its guns. One of the first rounds hit our loader, taking off his head in a second. What happened next, I'm not sure. I think a bullet might have hit the shell in the gun, ignited the propellant and detonated the charge; What I do know is that not soon after I found myself sprawling, this big sheet of gunshield jutting from my chest, and one leg dangling on a tree ten meters away. I didn't even feel the pain before my vision started to give out."



Intital Plans: Take up a job in the station, get a decent ship, go from there. Not pirating for sure.

Materials requested: Enough creds to buy one of my small fighters. Should be around the stats and size of one of the official starter ships but looking different.

 

[Keptick]

Is there a "gore & blood" rating on this forum? Not to mention that it's really similar to @Zyrr 's story >_>

Also:

notorious for being capable of shredding anything it hit like a drug addict in a yhole field

lol

 

[T050189]

Never mind the first character post. I came up with a new one that hopefully will be better.



Name: Erik Weyland

Species: Human

Gender: M

Age: 26

Alignment: Lawful Good

===STATION REPORT===

Identification number: 000250149357

Incoming transmission.

SUBJECT: CUBATOM REVIVAL SUBJECT [REDACTED], TO: STATION ARCHIVE RECORDS

At Station Time 13 45, a human, young adult, was regenerated from the cubatom streams. The subject was found wearing yet-unidentified service uniform. In his hands was a flight recorder, military-grade, functional. The following transmission includes the contents of the recorder.


*RECORDING BEGINS*

*A strained, shaky voice can be heard. Sirens blare in the background.*

This is Technical Flight Engineer Erik Weyland of the Aeolith-IV Planetary Defence Force escort drone carrier ADF Centurion. The main commanding officers of the crew; Ferdinand, Lee, Jackson, Porter, Colt, and Myers — are dead.

*Pause for a second. Weyland continues.*

Drone aerial capability severely compromised, reactor and shields offline. Alien forces have completely surrounded the vessel. The shuttle bay has been disabled from heavy enemy AMC fire. All communications have been jammed. Hostile troops are boarding the Centurion as I speak; There is little time left. I have primed the charges to detonate within 5 minutes. There’s no going back, not for me.

*The sound of gunfire erupts, though far away.*

5 metric shittonnes of high explosive, enough to blast these dogs right back to where they came from. At least they won’t be troubling some other poor bastard anytime soon.

*Metallic click*

60 seconds. Shame I won’t be able to see the look on those ugly faces when the time comes. And, to the poor sod who has to deal with the rest of the bloody cunts;

*Pause*

*Weyland continues. His voice is wavering, filled with sorrow.*

You have my condolences.

*Revolver gunshot, thud of something hitting ground.*


*RECORDING ENDS*

Initial Plans: Find a decent job at the station. Live simply for a while, then work my way up to get a decently sized ship.

Requested materials: SR-302 Scout Frigate with some Red and Brown hulls for a recolour, and that should be it. A few white hull blocks just for insignias, too.

Anything I should change?

 

[timethatswasted]

Never mind the first character post. I came up with a new one that hopefully will be better.



Name: Erik Weyland

Species: Human

Gender: M

Age: 26

Alignment: Lawful Good

===STATION REPORT===

Identification number: 000250149357

Incoming transmission.

SUBJECT: CUBATOM REVIVAL SUBJECT [REDACTED], TO: STATION ARCHIVE RECORDS

At Station Time 13 45, a human, young adult, was regenerated from the cubatom streams. The subject was found wearing yet-unidentified service uniform. In his hands was a flight recorder, military-grade, functional. The following transmission includes the contents of the recorder.


*RECORDING BEGINS*

*A strained, shaky voice can be heard. Sirens blare in the background.*

This is Technical Flight Engineer Erik Weyland of the Aeolith-IV Planetary Defence Force escort drone carrier ADF Centurion. The main commanding officers of the crew; Ferdinand, Lee, Jackson, Porter, Colt, and Myers — are dead.

*Pause for a second. Weyland continues.*

Drone aerial capability severely compromised, reactor and shields offline. Alien forces have completely surrounded the vessel. The shuttle bay has been disabled from heavy enemy AMC fire. All communications have been jammed. Hostile troops are boarding the Centurion as I speak; There is little time left. I have primed the charges to detonate within 5 minutes. There’s no going back, not for me.

*The sound of gunfire erupts, though far away.*

5 metric shittonnes of high explosive, enough to blast these dogs right back to where they came from. At least they won’t be troubling some other poor bastard anytime soon.

*Metallic click*

60 seconds. Shame I won’t be able to see the look on those ugly faces when the time comes. And, to the poor sod who has to deal with the rest of the bloody cunts;

*Pause*

*Weyland continues. His voice is wavering, filled with sorrow.*

You have my condolences.

*Revolver gunshot, thud of something hitting ground.*


*RECORDING ENDS*

Initial Plans: Find a decent job at the station. Live simply for a while, then work my way up to get a decently sized ship.

Requested materials: SR-302 Scout Frigate with some Red and Brown hulls for a recolour, and that should be it. A few white hull blocks just for insignias, too.

Anything I should change?

Your first application was just fine, but your second one was better so we will go with that. Welcome to the server. We'll let you know via PM when we go live.

 

[Zyrr]

Being defensive after having weaker points in your story corrected probably isn't a path to success, but on the same note it's true that Juncoph and Comr4de's posts are more or less irrelevant.


Regardless, as a forum contributor and avid RPer I feel the corrections were necessary even if the delivery method could have been better. Accurate details = a better experience.

 

[Comr4de]

wowe

 

[TsubasaLegend]

Character Name:
Dean Starwind (Dean_Starwind)


Age:
21

Species:
Augment (Genetically engineered humans that were driven from Terra less than 100 years after their creation, they are smarter, faster and stronger and much longer lifespans than normal humans, some are imbued with 'The Seed' a beserker mode that amplifies their reaction times, pain thresholds and personality (But still not super human)
Gender:
M

Alignment:
Dean has no fixed alignment, he takes almost any job from any faction to keep fuel in the engines and food on the table

Bio:
Dean is one of the now rare first generation Augments, meaning his parents were naturals, un-altered humans of natural evolution. Augments were first created as designer children for the twisted rich, the money made from the private sector in the first year alone allowed research into Augments to be used to cure so many previously un-curable medical issues almost disappear. Then, came Blue World, a natural extremist group determined on eradicating all traces of Augments and research related to them, both cosmetic and medical, Augments left the world of their creation Terraria to giant orbital colonies.
In the 65th year of a strained peace between the Terrans a.k.a 'Naturals' and O.A.Cs (Orbital Augment Colonies) a.k.a 'Augments' the O.A.C Corlo 3 was destroyed by Natural ships, outraged, the Augments returned fire.

11 Months on a 3rd, much more powerful faction appeared, the servants of Baal. The two sides of the coin, Naturals and Augments, were united for the first time in in six and a half decades against a single, galactic threat, and as they fought together, they stumbled together, into peace.

However, the Natural Augment war, followed by the attack of the servants of Baal left the great Terra eternally scared, and all but two of the Augment colonies destroyed. In the next 10 years Naturals and Augments spanned across the galaxy together in the great Terrarian empire. However distance did nothing to sait humanities' overwhelming desire for war, old revelries re-emerged and humanity once again began the cycle of its own destruction. The Augments were hunted to near extinction, then, the servants of Baal returned. For one last time the two factions united, United they stood, United they fell.

In the final years of Terraria, a program was created, The SEED program was born.

So named to inspire the seed of hope Augment science and Natural manpower were used to try create super soldiers, they failed, all they managed was to create Beserkers, normally well mannered and behaved, could switch to mindless killing machines, they were not enough and were allowed to live as normal people, believing they were Naturals, the servants of Baal annihilated the last of Terraria.

The story does no end here however, some had fled before the return of the servants of Baal aboard a stolen prototype ship owned by the Blue World Company Morgenrate, this massive galactic syndicate has been hunting them ever since, it is rumoured that Morgenrate has 'shady' ties.


Initial Plans:
Deans Initial Plans will be to obtain a jump-capable ship (If I'm not allowed to have serenity straight out of the gate) and make himself known to any potential employers

Link to any requested materials:
I only want to link one thing and that is the pre-mentioned vessel Serenity, as mentioned before the three turrets main cannons are weak, as are the shields and salvage beam, he saving grace is her speed, even her Jump Drive takes a while to charge
View attachment 5696

Page:
http://starmadedock.net/content/serenity-mk-vi-custom-ebon-hawk.1618/
Other Images (Some are Out of date but only changes are cosmetic)
http://imgur.com/a/s6ftz
(This is an overhauled re-submission, it fixes holes in the original post I made as well as adding some Lore relating to the Augments and how the servants of Baal tie into Dean's history)

 

[cancer313]

Are you guys still looking for ship builders?

 

[timethatswasted]

Character Name:
Dean Starwind (Dean_Starwind)


Age:
21

Species:
Augment (Genetically engineered humans that were driven from Terra less than 100 years after their creation, they are smarter, faster and stronger and much longer lifespans than normal humans, some are imbued with 'The Seed' a beserker mode that amplifies their reaction times, pain thresholds and personality (But still not super human)
Gender:
M

Alignment:
Dean has no fixed alignment, he takes almost any job from any faction to keep fuel in the engines and food on the table

Bio:
Dean is one of the now rare first generation Augments, meaning his parents were naturals, un-altered humans of natural evolution. Augments were first created as designer children for the twisted rich, the money made from the private sector in the first year alone allowed research into Augments to be used to cure so many previously un-curable medical issues almost disappear. Then, came Blue World, a natural extremist group determined on eradicating all traces of Augments and research related to them, both cosmetic and medical, Augments left the world of their creation Terraria to giant orbital colonies.
In the 65th year of a strained peace between the Terrans a.k.a 'Naturals' and O.A.Cs (Orbital Augment Colonies) a.k.a 'Augments' the O.A.C Corlo 3 was destroyed by Natural ships, outraged, the Augments returned fire.

11 Months on a 3rd, much more powerful faction appeared, the servants of Baal. The two sides of the coin, Naturals and Augments, were united for the first time in in six and a half decades against a single, galactic threat, and as they fought together, they stumbled together, into peace.

However, the Natural Augment war, followed by the attack of the servants of Baal left the great Terra eternally scared, and all but two of the Augment colonies destroyed. In the next 10 years Naturals and Augments spanned across the galaxy together in the great Terrarian empire. However distance did nothing to sait humanities' overwhelming desire for war, old revelries re-emerged and humanity once again began the cycle of its own destruction. The Augments were hunted to near extinction, then, the servants of Baal returned. For one last time the two factions united, United they stood, United they fell.

In the final years of Terraria, a program was created, The SEED program was born.

So named to inspire the seed of hope Augment science and Natural manpower were used to try create super soldiers, they failed, all they managed was to create Beserkers, normally well mannered and behaved, could switch to mindless killing machines, they were not enough and were allowed to live as normal people, believing they were Naturals, the servants of Baal annihilated the last of Terraria.

The story does no end here however, some had fled before the return of the servants of Baal aboard a stolen prototype ship owned by the Blue World Company Morgenrate, this massive galactic syndicate has been hunting them ever since, it is rumoured that Morgenrate has 'shady' ties.


Initial Plans:
Deans Initial Plans will be to obtain a jump-capable ship (If I'm not allowed to have serenity straight out of the gate) and make himself known to any potential employers

Link to any requested materials:
I only want to link one thing and that is the pre-mentioned vessel Serenity, as mentioned before the three turrets main cannons are weak, as are the shields and salvage beam, he saving grace is her speed, even her Jump Drive takes a while to charge
View attachment 5696

Page:
http://starmadedock.net/content/serenity-mk-vi-custom-ebon-hawk.1618/
Other Images (Some are Out of date but only changes are cosmetic)
http://imgur.com/a/s6ftz
(This is an overhauled re-submission, it fixes holes in the original post I made as well as adding some Lore relating to the Augments and how the servants of Baal tie into Dean's history)

Nice to see that you expanded upon your back story, looks good. I'll consider letting you bring in your ship as long as it is under 4 million credits. Otherwise you'll have to gather the materials to bring it in yourself. In the future if you want to update your bio please just edit your post. We'll let you know once the server is up and running.

Are you guys still looking for ship builders?

Yes we are. Please PM me with some examples of your work if your interested.

 

[T050189]

Being defensive after having weaker points in your story corrected probably isn't a path to success, but on the same note it's true that Juncoph and Comr4de's posts are more or less irrelevant.


Regardless, as a forum contributor and avid RPer I feel the corrections were necessary even if the delivery method could have been better. Accurate details = a better experience.

I did accept the mistakes I made but the annoying point was that they kept on going, sort of mockingly, after I said I was just a newbie and didn't have a lot of experience.

 

[Comr4de]

I did accept the mistakes I made but the annoying point was that they kept on going, sort of mockingly, after I said I was just a newbie and didn't have a lot of experience.

Sorry pal, I was trying to educate you. Pardon me for trying to share information.

 

[Megacrafter127]

Sorry pal, I was trying to educate you. Pardon me for trying to share information.

*Rates "Friendly?" and not "Friendly"*

 

[Carnasis]

Hello everyone!

Well glad we have some excited potential coming to the server. As stories go, if there was a realistic reason you showed up, I am sure there would be a lot of people who joined their navies, armies and military to fight off the Servants of Baal as they entered their system, casualties are high and most likely people who shouldn't be fighting went in fighting and died. No reason the criticize each other's stories, as everyone still brings their own personality to the game and characters finding similarity may bond them in game, who knows!

Keep up the great stories and submissions, we are very close!

 

[T050189]

I did accept the mistakes I made but the annoying point was that they kept on going, sort of mockingly, after I said I was just a newbie and didn't have a lot of experience.

Sorry pal, I was trying to educate you. Pardon me for trying to share information.

You definitely could've phrased it better, maybe even PM'ed me. I understand the good conscience but sometimes pointing out someone's mistakes in public is a tad embarassing.

 

[T050189]

What's the threshold for a player-built ship? Cost, length, firepower, etc?

 

[Kryniss]

Love the idea behind a heavy RP enforced whitelist server. Here's my shot at a character sheet:

Name: Khar Nefantus

Age: 28

Species: Human

Gender: Male

Alignment: Neutral Evil

Bio:
Born on an embattled fringe world, Khar learned from his environment: the strong survive and the weak are weeded out. Working his way up through the criminal underworld, Khar made his living as a brutal mercenary and professional terrorist. A hardened criminal, he commanded an extraordinary price on his head.

The end of his road came when he was cornered by Darcen, a famous bounty hunter. With his ship blasted and disabled, Khar was taken prisoner and sentenced to death by vaporization. A last minute malfunction during his execution sent his data into the cubatom stream, transporting him to the universe of New Ephebe, armed only with a space suit and a blaster.

Initial Plans:

Acquire a heavily armed fighter or the materials to build one, and make contact with local criminal elements.

 

[timethatswasted]

What's the threshold for a player-built ship? Cost, length, firepower, etc?

I will try and get a full changelog up this week with all the tweeks we have made thus far. For now we are going to forgo any direct ship restrictions. We are going to attempt to balance things via the config rather then arbitrary restrictions.

The biggest thing we have changed is power generation. Power is roughly 1/3 what is is by default. Getting to 1 mil recharge a second is something only achievable for very large ships and stations. Also thrusters have a significant curve in power usage and thrust produced. Every block you add has a significant impact on your movement. These two factors alone greatly promote the use of RP ships(ships with a lot of empty space inside) . You are still welcome to build a ship that is solid blocks, but you will be considerably slower then a ship of the same size that has more empty space in it.

Having less power also requires you to have smaller weapon and shield systems, which actually seems to be greatly reducing the amount of lag during combat. I guess it makes sense though. Smaller weapons firing at longer intervals = fewer blocks destroyed = fewer calculations. It also makes combat last a bit longer.

Finally, the config really puts an emphasis on specializing and designing a ship. Your ship can't be good at everything, but you can trade off one edge for another. For example; more weapons would mean less thrust and shields. It also makes all the effect modules, drain and supply beams very tactical element in combat and support.

This is the first time I know of a server will be running such heavily altered block behavior. So we will see how it goes =D

Love the idea behind a heavy RP enforced whitelist server. Here's my shot at a character sheet:

Name: Khar Nefantus

Age: 28

Species: Human

Gender: Male

Alignment: Neutral Evil

Bio:
Born on an embattled fringe world, Khar learned from his environment: the strong survive and the weak are weeded out. Working his way up through the criminal underworld, Khar made his living as a brutal mercenary and professional terrorist. A hardened criminal, he commanded an extraordinary price on his head.

The end of his road came when he was cornered by Darcen, a famous bounty hunter. With his ship blasted and disabled, Khar was taken prisoner and sentenced to death by vaporization. A last minute malfunction during his execution sent his data into the cubatom stream, transporting him to the universe of New Ephebe, armed only with a space suit and a blaster.

Initial Plans:

Acquire a heavily armed fighter or the materials to build one, and make contact with local criminal elements.

Welcome to the server. We have just the ship for you. We'll keep you up to date!